“our favorite memories of snow; and we both loved the way it made everything so quiet.”
I had paper routes my last years in Virginia. I’d be out walking my route in the wee hours, just me and the falling snow, illuminated by streetlights and the absolute quiet.
I loved it. I wish I still lived where it snows instead of stuck in SoCal, where our seasons are firestorms and Santa Ana winds. And earthquakes.
Snow really does make the world magical.